So the day finally came...and so did I...LOL!
Sunday night he made me orgasm, repeatedly. Lucky me!
My first love is bondage, although denial in bondage is even better. Orgasm in bondage is great too. He tied me. My leg bent at the knee, the rope wrapped tightly around my left ankle, passed under my right leg and tied to my right wrist. The same arrangement for my right ankle and left wrist. I couldn't extend my legs because my arms were already extended and tied with a short length.
He added clamps to my nipples, and played with them with hands and vibrator. He slid his hands down to my crotch. “Hmmm, not very wet yet.”
He played with the riding crop, tapping my clit, slapping my thighs, toying with the clamps. I got wetter and wetter until finally he thought I was ready. He slid his fingers through my wetness, making me suck his fingers as I had his cock so many nights.
He teased several times, getting me to the point of begging and denying me the final tip into an orgasm. Finally, he brought me off with his fingers, after making me beg, of course. Then again, he made me cum with his hand. More teasing, more begging, and a vibrator against my clit for the third orgasm. More teasing, more begging and the final orgasm. I came so hard I cried. He untied me and we cuddled while I enjoyed the afterglow.
It didn't take very long, time wise, but was wonderful to have the release again. Now on to planning the “next round.”
a caged bird...sated